Story Behind the Song
You can figure it out, especially if you've been there before.
Lyrics
She's got her hair tied up in a curly red pony.
Overalls hanging below her feet
She's hopping with frogs, she's playing with dawgz,
she's hopping and playing with frogs.
Listen to me, I told you
A hundred times before...
She's a tree climber and a rock, rock thrower.
A fist fighter and a shit-stirrer
. She's goin' solo, carries a slingshot to church.
Listen to me, I told you
A hundred times before...
But I'm always calling Sassafrass
Sassafrass Sassafrass, when will you learn?
Peanut butter 'round her mouth
Jelly dripping down her blouse
Never comes around the house no more
No much of a looker but the boys keep calling on Sassafrass Listen to
me, I told you
A hundred times before
But I'm always calling Sassafrass Sassafrass Sassafrass, when will you
learn?
She's got a mouth that'll take you to task
The last word hides behind her teeth
I'm chasing her down, she's running away
I'm chasing her down, she's running away
Listen to me, I told you
A hundred times before
But I'm always calling Sassafrass
Sassafrass Sassafrass, when will you learn?
Listen to me, I told you
A hundred times before
But I'm always calling Sassafrass
Sassafrass Sassafrass, when will you learn?
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